Can’t Win Me Back

"Lyse, amidst the evidence Tristan provided, there's this particular piece. He insists it be presented in court, but I'm hesitant. Sophia will be charged with or without this evidence anyway, but Javier will abandon her if he learns about it," Cyrus revealed.

He then showed them a surveillance recording on his laptop. Although the recording was muted, the scene itself was shocking. Jasper, taking a deep breath, felt the instinct to shield Alyssa's eyes, even though they were all adults.

It turned out to be a recording of Tristan and Sophia making love. Closing her eyes in enjoyment, she rode him naked.

Having been a cop for years, Cyrus remained unfazed by the evidence. He had witnessed more disturbing scenes, such as spilled brains and bags of dismembered human remains.

Alyssa was comparably calm. She even teased, "That witch is pretty good at keeping her figure."

"Dr. McAlister has made a great sacrifice here," Cyrus lamented.

Then, Alyssa shut the laptop and insisted, "Let's treat the recording as if it doesn't exist. This evidence should never be leaked."

Cyrus immediately grasped that Alyssa was safeguarding what remained of Tristan's dignity, even if

this chess game, Tristan had never regarded himself as a human being with needs. As long as Alyssa required his

be disappointed in myself if I callously sacrifice a person's dignity just for revenge. I cannot be blinded by hate," Alyssa said through gritted

"Lyse ..."

Jasper and Cyrus stared at her disheartened figure,

out of the police station. On their way out, they ran

piercing gaze on him. Still, he maintained his composure and jeered, "Ms. Alyssa, you're

and unpleasant smile. "Mr. Lynch, it's a pity your efforts have gone